CHAPTER ELEVEN THE DUFFLEPUDS MADE HAPPY(1 / 3)

“Plea, Aslan,” said Lucy, “what do you call soon?”

“I call all times soon,” said Aslan; and instantly he was vanished away and Lucy was aloh the Magi.

“Gone!” said he, “and you and I quite crestfallen. It’s always like that, you ’t keep him; it’s not as if he were a tame lion. And how did you enjoy my book?”

“Parts of it very mudeed,” said Lucy. “Did you know I was there all the time?”

“Well, of cour I knew when I let the Duffers make themlves invisible that you would be ing along prently to take the spell off. I wasn’t quite sure of the exact day. And I wasn’t especially och this m. You e they had made me invisible too and being invisible always makes me so sleepy. Heigh-ho—there I’m yawning again. Are you hungry?”

“Well, perhaps I am a little,” said Lucy. “I’ve no idea what the time is.”

“e,” said the Magi. “All times may be soon to Aslan; but in my home all hungry times are one o’clock.”

He led her a little way down the passage and opened a door. Passing in, Lucy found herlf in a pleasant room full of sunlight and flowers. The table was bare when they entered, but it was of cour a magic table, and at a word from the old maablecloth, silver, plates, glass and food appeared.

“Plea, Aslan,” said Lucy, “what do you call soon?”

“I call all times soon,” said Aslan; and instantly he was vanished away and Lucy was aloh the Magi.

“Gone!” said he, “and you and I quite crestfallen. It’s always like that, you ’t keep him; it’s not as if he were a tame lion. And how did you enjoy my book?”

“Parts of it very mudeed,” said Lucy. “Did you know I was there all the time?”

“Well, of cour I knew when I let the Duffers make themlves invisible that you would be ing along prently to take the spell off. I wasn’t quite sure of the exact day. And I wasn’t especially och this m. You e they had made me invisible too and being invisible always makes me so sleepy. Heigh-ho—there I’m yawning again. Are you hungry?”

“Well, perhaps I am a little,” said Lucy. “I’ve no idea what the time is.”

“e,” said the Magi. “All times may be soon to Aslan; but in my home all hungry times are one o’clock.”

He led her a little way down the passage and opened a door. Passing in, Lucy found herlf in a pleasant room full of sunlight and flowers. The table was bare when they entered, but it was of cour a magic table, and at a word from the old maablecloth, silver, plates, glass and food appeared.